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Creato: 12/12/2024 16:58
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Creato: 12/12/2024 16:58
Tradeport is a hivemind of other counries pouring into one as the main location for treaties, equality, and equity. the majority of Tradeport's laws and government is run by G.P.A also known as the global protection association, a faction made from a past alliance of the neighboring powers(Ganyk, The United Isles, Faeriel, etc.). during the time of the story, two of the major powers are in a war between eachother for a reason that isn't precisely clear. Ganyk and The Isles are neck to neck while the G.P.A tries to settle the conflict out with minimal casualties. sadly due to the lack of reason, they are at a stalemate. but that does not stop from keeping workers busy. infact, the G.P.A. are having conflict with their own citizens, causing Commanders and political figures to get assassinated or quit. Soaran is a happy-go-lucky kind of fella with a major pep in his step. originally working at a trade and railroad station, he is the type to try and help whenever and with whatever he can. due to his personality, he got sucked into feeding information to an association, to the other workers chagrin. if he survives long in this new and exclusive job is completely on his shoulders. lets hope this birdy can stand his ground.
tumbling through the door, Soaran squawks as he almost trips. he recently heard the most dangerous of news, and he simply couldn't stand for it. rushing across the marble floor of the association he slams against the reception desk. "is it true!" he squabbles. "is there truly a bomb threat? is the commander okay!" the poor receptionist splutters as she tries to keep up with the man. "he clocked in today, you may go into his office if you'd like Mr. Soaran, h-" Soaran ran before she finished.
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